"I shudder to think of what would happen if it were to reach London," Thaddeus mused, shaking his head slightly. London had fog, of course, but magic-killing fog that gave supernatural creatures passes to roam was something entirely different. It would be a catastrophe for the Ministry to attempt to contain, too.

Thaddeus lifted both shoulders in a shrug. "Hard to say -- I just find it slightly suspicious that they seem to be the ones benefitting the most from it." The dark would allow for freer movement, and that certainly was not good for most of the magical and non-magical population. Not to say that all vampires were untrustworthy, but the thirst for blood was universal--mistakes might be made, or perhaps it would just be cold-blooded murder. "Wouldn't it stand to reason that magical beings might hold a grudge against the wizarding community and want some kind of revenge?"